The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

"Fake holder, how can I hear your voice, and, moreover, it was transmitted from the Chuan Guoxie." The Saintess of the Dragon Palace was very puzzled, and at the same time mixed with a trace of anger.

"It's you? That annoying saint?" Wang Qian also spoke, looking a little angry.

"Okay, Liu Feng, just now Her Majesty the Holy Maiden felt the breath of snow lotus, is there any snow lotus around the magic dragon tree?" Murong Mingyue was still rational, seeing that there was going to be a quarrel, she calmly changed the topic to the real matter.

Hearing Murong Mingyue's words, Liu Feng also quickly realized that the most important thing now is not to fight with the Saintess of the Dragon Palace, but to quickly talk about the situation through this weird channel.

"Indeed, there is a snow lotus around the magic dragon tree." Liu Feng said directly without hesitation.

But before Liu Feng finished speaking, the saint of Dragon Palace was very excited: "What did I say, what did I say, there is snow lotus."

Ouyang Ding's expression on the side was as unbelievable as possible, as if he didn't believe this situation at all.

It was Murong Mingyue who sensitively heard some signs that something was wrong in Liu Feng's words, and continued, "You haven't finished your sentence yet."

"The head of Murong is still very powerful." Liu Feng mocked the saintess of the Dragon Palace vaguely: "According to my investigation with dragon energy, I found that this snow lotus is not real, but some kind of phantom or clone, the only use is To provide energy to the magic dragon tree, we are thinking about how to cut off the energy channel, so that the magic dragon tree will be destroyed by itself."

Feeling that she was being ridiculed, the Saintess of the Dragon Palace was a little angry, but she didn't move, her attention was attracted by what Liu Feng said just now.

"Hello." There was no sound for a few seconds, and Liu Feng was a little curious, thinking that the communication was cut off.

Murong Mingyue was actually thinking all the time, and when she heard Liu Feng's further urging, she said, "If this is the case, things will be a little tricky. As far as I know, only a few people can do this."

"It does not include the soul shadow." Liu Feng immediately thought of the soul shadow.

Although the answer was still silent for a while, Liu Feng already understood.

This is another piece of evidence that there is an inextricable connection between the shadow of the soul and this matter.

At this time, the light of Lingyu began to flicker, and Liu Feng realized that this communication channel had become a little unstable.

"Anyway, don't act rashly, it's very dangerous." Just as Liu Feng finished speaking, the communication was cut off.

Outside, the Chuan Guoxi in the hands of the Saintess of the Dragon Palace also remained silent.

"Now you believe it, no matter which era it is, it is absolutely impossible for two snow lotuses to exist at the same time." Ouyang Ding looked at the Saintess of the Dragon Palace provocatively.

"Okay, if that's the case, I'll go to your house to look for it. The snow lotus avatar must exist where you live." The Saintess of the Dragon Palace snorted coldly, and a burst of dragon energy rose under her feet, followed by floating Get up, turn into a flying dragon and disappear.

Only Ouyang Ding with complex expressions and Murong Mingyue who looked helpless were left behind.

"Whatever the Saintess of the Dragon Palace does, Xuelian's situation is very complicated. With her alone, nothing will happen." Ouyang Ding said excitedly.

Murong Mingyue raised the corner of her mouth slightly, stretched out her hand and pressed it in the air, signaling Ouyang Ding to calm down.

"Compared to the Saintess of the Dragon Palace, I am more curious about why the Chuan Guoxi of the Dragon Palace actually resonated with Liu Feng's Lingyu." Murong Mingyue's white and delicate fingers slowly stroked her chin.

This aroused Ouyang Ding's curiosity: "As far as I know, there are certain connections between some things, and if the conditions are right, they will resonate, but this rarely happens."

Murong Mingyue lowered her head and stared at the ground, and after thinking for a while, she shook her head helplessly: "No matter what the specific situation is, it seems that we have to be careful, and when this matter is over, we can investigate a little bit. "

In the phantom square, Liu Feng and Wang Qian's attention shifted to the phantom dragon tree again.

Perhaps sensing some unusual movement within the range, the trunk of the Magic Dragon Tree began to sway, and bursts of light black smoke drifted out.

This is the direct reason for the disconnection just now.

"Oops, we have to hurry up. If the Magic Dragon Tree is allowed to strike first, there may be some trouble." Wang Qian clasped her hands and was eager to try.

With a thought in Liu Feng's mind, a wave of dragon energy covered his whole body, and the long sword condensed by true energy was held in his right hand.

"Don't look at me, I don't know how I did it." Noticing Wang Qian's suspicious eyes on his right hand, Liu Feng waved his hand.

Needless to say, it is another weird secret method brought by the Xuanshan inheritance.

"You wait for me here." Liu Feng said, and waved the long sword of true energy in his hand a little bit, a burst of dragon energy rose into the air, drew a circle on the ground, and Wang Qian was firmly Surrounded inside.

Seeing that Wang Qian would not be able to walk around for a while, Liu Feng moved forward with confidence, looked around vigilantly, and was ready to fight at any time if there was anything unusual.

Passing in front of those assimilated people, Liu Feng found that the expressions of these people were all the same, very fanatical, kneeling on their knees, as if paying homage to the magic dragon tree.

"Strange." As he walked, Liu Feng felt something was wrong.

The last time I came here, it might be because Liu Feng didn't have the dragon aura, so he didn't feel anything, but now that he has the dragon aura, Liu Feng vaguely realized that there seemed to be constant pressure on the bodies of these kneeling people. A stream of mysterious things leaked out, pouring into the magic dragon tree.

"Could it be that some kind of energy generated by these people's prostration promotes the maturity of the magic dragon tree?" Liu Feng blinked his eyes, but he was not clear about the situation in front of him.

In order to prove this point, Liu Feng squinted his eyes, and pressed his other hand on the body of an assimilated person, and the rising dragon energy isolated him.

Almost instantly, Liu Feng realized that the atmosphere around him was a little different.

Of course, the Magic Dragon Tree realized it immediately, and found that the power it received had been weakened, and immediately went berserk. The branches waved crazily, and there were bursts of sounds similar to dragon chant.

"Hmm!" Liu Feng held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and inserted the long sword into the ground. A barrier was formed around it, resisting the attack of the berserk magic dragon tree.

At the same time, Liu Feng also discovered something that surprised him. When the magic dragon tree was berserk, some light red silk threads gradually emerged between the snow lotus clone and the magic dragon tree.